I love
Christmas.
I love the
fact that God sent His Son into the world,
That the
eternally existent one, stepped into time.
I love the
stories of His life,
His great
compassion on those in need,
His
tenderness with the hurting.
I love His
discernment.
He knew
their hearts, saw behind their words,
Pierced
their thoughts and judged rightly.
I do not
love Good Friday.
I know I
must remember His sacrifice, but I grieve.
He had to
die for my sins. He had none of His own.
I love
Easter morning.
I could not
conquer death. He did it for me.
Because He
lives, the pain of sin and death is gone.
I love Him.
I look
forward to seeing Him, thanking Him in person,
And
celebrating His coming, His Life, His death, His resurrection.
I will
celebrate Him eternally.
You captured in verse the wordless persistent music that is playing in my heart. Thanks for sharing.
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